On that day
The majestic night-light will be held like a prisoner stripping the stargazers of its beauty
On that day
The sun will not shine with the radiance of a billion candles
On that day
Rain will not fall from clouds but from the hearts of man
On that day
The portal of eternity shall be revealed so that all may see the reality of infinity
But today
The plasma river continues to race within my physical boundaries
On that day
Man will not seek proof of truth but endeavor for immunity of what is to come
On that day
The true purpose of a soul will be defined to all
But today
I shall be resolved on my journey to carry the cross in his name before the fall becomes winter in this life
On that day
We shall beg for death as if we have been malnourished by life only to have our request to fall upon deaf ears
But today
I shall not forsake the true love that walked in flesh while time is an experience and not a memory
On that day
The bones we buried in the backyard of our mind shall rise up an expose us as skilled imposters
On that day
It will be too late to scour the blemishes form our soul
On that day
Wishing for science to be true is better than hiding from the wrath of a friend that gave his life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem